thinking about things
Man, I am tired.
Need to take a vacation back to the nordic
land or something.
I’m bored or lacking imagination today. Thinking
about what would be fun to do instead of the
drudge tasks I’m into at the moment.
I used to have one (imagination) a million years ago,
but I can’t find it.
What I really need is a new life.
Bubba got mad at me tonight because in spite of the fact that
I made a great dinner, my waitressing was bad — his words,
not mine. I didn’t come back and ask him if he wanted seconds.
Well I did twice actually, but then I got interested in something
on TV in the other room and forgot to come back a third time.
Apparently he’s 1) not able to holler that he wants more food
or 2) can’t take the lid off the food and serve himself some more.
I made three meals today, washed dishes three times — and he
wants me to ‘waitress’ better. I really need a new life.
Just only now heard that Ron Silver died. Wow, I really liked
him. Only 62 I think.
Weather has been nice the last couple of days. 70 today,
and by Tuesday it should be 85 and by the weekend it will
in the 90’s.
I know I’ve said this before, but we need more good weather
so the foggy overmist of life doesn’t weigh us down. Sun
makes a big difference, I think. Don’t you?
Got a fortunate fortune cookie the other day. A little humor
never hurts. The food wasn’t that bad either.
Sorry for the mundane level of fortune cookies, but
that beats whining about stuff like mentioning parking
slots, laundry, walking the dog, yadda yadda yadda. Of
course there’s no saying that I won’t be talking about
all thqt tomorrow. You never know. Seriously.
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